A heavy list full of names was thrown on the ground in front of Nasa's eyes.
In Grim Batol in the wetland, in the renovated hall, dim light shines on this hall with only two people, and Nasa's hands are tied with heavy chains, like a prisoner.
"1,457 civilians, I trust you, so I let you take charge. I even plan to hand over the entire Dark Blade intelligence organization to your management, and then, this is how you repay my trust...A turmoil? Maybe you A few words missing...a riot against "civilians"!"
Tyrion's emotionless voice came from the throne above, and he whispered:
"With your approval, these innocent people died under the claws of the crazy werewolf. I think you should know very well what will happen if you inject those concentrated samples directly into the body of a living person... Tell me, Nasa, when did you start using such a mad dog who only knows killing and destruction to carry out missions?"
Facing this question, Nasa put on a sarcastic smile on her beautiful face. She raised her head and bravely looked directly at Tyrion in the darkness. She said softly:
"Am I not learning from you? Your righteous and great Majesty..."
This taunt did not change Tyrion's eyes. He looked at Nasa calmly and asked softly:
"Oh? Why don't I remember that I taught you this? To dye my crown red with the blood of innocent people? I don't like this, you should know it very well."
"When you threw Wolf into Gilneas and let him spread the werewolf epidemic wantonly in that country, would you be so compassionate? My lord!"
Nasa gritted her teeth and asked:
"Have you ever considered the consequences for civilians who are infected?"
"Stop playing a hero! Tyrion, your hypocritical face makes me feel sick! You and I are no different! The only difference is that you hide your sins, and I, I am aboveboard. Do."
The sharp voice echoed in the darkness, and this hysterical temperament made Tyrion frown. He looked down at Nasa, who was trembling due to the surge of emotions, and whispered:
"Do you really think so?"
"Did I say something wrong?"
Nasa's voice became sharper and she shouted:
"I learned a lot when I was with you, Tyrion. You were deliberately instilling in me your style of acting under the haze. You regarded me as your student and your guinea pig. You regarded me as your guinea pig. A simple night elf girl turned into me now, into a monster with hands stained with blood!"
"Am I not your best work? Look, I did the things you didn't dare to do, your great plans for the future, your victories, everything you wanted, the things you wanted to do but were trapped by the rules. I did it for you... Isn't this the meaning of my existence? To be your shadow, to be the shadow of evil Tyrion behind the great hero Tyrion of light."
"Fear will break the will of the coward. Fear is the sharpest weapon of darkness. I still remember you said this to me more than once... Now, my teacher, I have learned, shouldn't you feel proud? ?”
"You coward! You...monster!"
"Bang"
Tyrion's fist hit the armrest of the throne hard, and the solid stone cracked at this moment, and the voice of the Dark Blade King also sounded at this moment:
"Enough! Stupid!"
"I taught you many things, Nassa. I taught you destruction and reconstruction, but unfortunately, you only learned destruction... Are you questioning everything I personally arranged in Gilneas? Then let me tell you.
.”
Tyrion strode down the stone steps. He stood in front of Nasa, holding her shoulders with both hands and looking into her eyes. The Dark Blade King shouted loudly:
"From Operation Wolf to now, 140,000 Gilneans have been infected, and there are 210,000 diluted Moonlight Herbal Potions stored in the warehouse in Stormwind City... As long as the royal power of Gilneas is overthrown, all it takes is
In three days, the country will be completely restored to order... I have my own response to all casualties that may be caused by my plan. Tell me, Nasa, what about your actions? Do you have any answers to the possible consequences of your actions?
Are you prepared for unexpected situations that arise?”
"I have drawn a line for you, and I will not allow you to cross it. I will not allow you to massacre civilians. I have tied our hands and feet, shelved the most powerful weapon of the undead, and come to fight the living. I am not a madman, Nasa
, I knew that once the tide of undead was completely set off, the entire continent would fall into my hands in an instant, but I didn't do that!"
"Because I don't want to let myself become a monster that really falls into the darkness because of my desire for victory. I draw that insurmountable line for you, because I don't want you to become a monster... We are already miserable enough.
We must exercise restraint and preserve our last emotions, which separate us from the cold monsters.”
"Nasa, look into my eyes!"
Tyrion's hands held Nasa's shoulders harder and harder, forcing the watcher to raise his head. As their eyes met, Tyrion said in a deep voice:
"I don't care about the stolen victory at the price of innocent blood!"
"If we want victory, we will do it openly on the battlefield! This time, you did something wrong."
Nasa looked at those ice-blue eyes. She could see the pain and disappointment shining in those eyes. This look made Nasa's will waver. The next moment, she frantically broke away from Tyrion.
The chains on her wrists suddenly cracked, and two sharp swords of blood burst out from her palms, crossed and pressed against Tyrion's neck.
"But I... am already a monster."
"I am not the Nasa you imagined, and I will not be the woman you imagined. I will not be the kind of person you want me to be. When you turned me into a monster with your own hands, Tyrion,
I hate you...that hatred has never died!"
The Blood Watcher gritted his teeth and said:
"Stop trying to influence my will, stop using your damn emotions to try to change me, I don't need emotions, I'm a cold watcher, I don't need..."
"Yeah?"
Tyrion suddenly took a step forward, and the sharp blood sword scratched his skin. The moment the cold blood of the Dark Blade King dripped on Nasa's hand, she panicked as if she had come into contact with hot magma.
He threw the bloody sword in his hand to the ground in confusion, and then let Tyrion open his arms and hold her in his arms.
"Do you really hate me? I thought that incident was over."
Tyrion whispered in Nasa's ear, as if it was the first time they met:
"I thought you lived happily in the world I created...Have you always been in such pain? But you need feelings, everyone needs them, whether he is dead or alive."
The Blood Watcher's hands and feet were cold as she was held in her arms. After hearing Tyrion's voice, an emotion that had been suppressed deep in her heart burst out at this moment. She was like a tortured girl, going crazy.
Struggling and trying to push His Majesty away with both hands, she screamed:
"I hate you! I hate you! I will never forgive you! I won't!"
"Tyrion, I hate you!"
"You changed everything about me. You allowed me to experience the freedom beyond the strict rules of the Watchers. You allowed me to freely fight for everything I wanted. You gave me a great mission and changed my life.
With the new meaning, I can devote myself wholeheartedly to it and feel the meaning of existence, but this is not what I want, I don’t want to become a monster..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Amid the emotional outburst of sobs, Nasa’s voice deepened:
"I just want... I just want to help you. Once the unity within the human empire is broken, you can easily defeat them, but you can't do that, because there are many eyes watching you, and you can't violate it.
I know about the will of the dark blade, but I can...I can help you, using those means that you will never use, I can help you...I just want to help you."
"I... lost my persistence little by little... and got closer to you little by little, without even realizing it myself!"
"The shadow of Maiev dissipates in my heart day by day, but I am sure that it is not love, not like, right?... You cast a spell on me, right? This is not true, right?"
Nasa raised her head, her face was full of tears, and her blood-red eyes looked at Tyrion with an expectant look. The latter looked very plain, but the chaotic thoughts in his eyes could not hide Nasa's
Watch.
Nasa didn't need his answer either.
She pushed Tyrion away, wiped her tears proudly, and said to Tyrion:
"I can see that you don't need to answer me. You pushed me away from you for this reason. You were afraid that your feelings would betray Alleria... I know... But I won, I
Win, Tyrion...you lose."
"Enough!"
The Dark Blade King interrupted Nasa's crazy talk with a deep voice. His cold fingers were placed on the Blood Watcher's neck, and he looked into those eyes.
"That's it. It's time to say goodbye. I won't let you sink into darkness. I would rather you die in eternal silence with a free attitude. Since I shaped you, it is my responsibility to end it all with my own hands."
"I will miss you in the days to come, Nasa."
Nasa's face became paler, and she felt the hands strangling her neck became colder, but her breath became confused at an abnormal speed. After Sarain's power disguised dissipated, Tyrion's face turned pale.
Change.
He could clearly feel Nasa's weakness, but it was not because of his tightened fingers. He said in a deep voice:
"You! What did you do to yourself?"
"Well..."
Nasa fell into Tyrion's arms. She held her stomach and showed a smile with difficulty:
"The feeling of swallowing holy water alive...is really painful. You must...don't try..."
She reached out her hand, touched Tyrion's face, and whispered:
"You are the king, you must have your own dignity...you will be punished if you make a mistake. I originally asked you to make a decision, Tyrion...but fortunately, at least, at least I said what I wanted
Said..."
"I'm sorry, but I, I can't see the day when you actually sit on the throne... In the end, you are right. In the days of Dark Blade, I was very... happy."
"Bang"
The closed door was pushed open at this moment, and Alleria, who rushed from the Dark Temple through the portal, wearing a scarlet cloak, rushed into the hall surrounded by death lords with an anxious expression.
, she saw Nasa on her deathbed, she glared at Tyrion fiercely, leaned over and picked up Nasa, turned around, and disappeared into a bright red blood bat.
Tyrion slowly stood up from the ground. Under his feet was a ball of cold blood stained with the blazing holy light.
He never imagined that a conversation would eventually develop to this point.
Outside the door, Luminas, who had witnessed this scene with her own eyes, timidly hid behind Myra. She saw Nasa's painful ending and looked at Tyrion, who she had never seen before. This man was not afraid of anything.
Lord Death, she was surprisingly...scared.
"This is the price of crossing the line."
Tyrion glanced at the silent death lords outside the door and said coldly.
He turned around and walked into the darkness. This was the first time blood had been seen within the top management of Dark Blade. This tragic scene would definitely remain in the hearts of the Death Lords. No matter what they thought, at least in the near future, Nasa's
The lesson will make them stick to the taboo set by Tyrion.
Of course, this is for their own good.
"Auchinton Chapter, Frostfire Ridge Chapter, Dark Iron Chapter, Storm Chapter, Khaz Modan Chapter, Screamer Legion, Berserker Chapter, Colossus Legion... Start gathering! Head to the Wetlands
Let’s go!”
Tyrion's extremely cold voice sounded in the hearts of the death lords. The death lords who received the order immediately looked stern and turned around to leave in a hurry. The other death lords also straightened their bodies, waiting for the orders issued one after another, including Lu
Everyone knows it, including Minas.
It is most likely that because of what happened to Nassa, Tyrion began to get tired of the game of cutting flesh with a soft knife.
He's going to... flip the table.
I hope those humans are ready...
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"Am...am I dead?"
There was a strange halo floating in front of Nasa's eyes, like another world. She could clearly feel the outline of her soul. After leaving her body, her soul seemed to become light and airy, and there were still souls around her.
The devoured nutrients are keeping her soul from dissipating.
Faced with her question, the voice of the Blood Mistress soon seemed to be heard from the outside world.
"No, you're not dead... but your reckless actions caused the holy water to destroy your body from the inside. It's very troublesome. The Archlich and other lichs are trying to purify your body, but the situation is not optimistic. Before we find a way
, you have to stay in the soul furnace like this... I have to say, Nasa, you let me down!"
Alleria's voice did not sound too reproachful, but Nasa lowered her head in shame:
"I'm sorry, Mistress, I didn't... I just thought I was dead. Before I died, I wanted to say those things... But I didn't mean to destroy your feelings. I didn't have this idea. I respect you very much.
you."
"I feel disappointed not because you showed your heart to my husband, but because you hurt yourself over these little things."
Alleria's voice was full of frustration, and she whispered:
"That's the trouble with having an excellent spouse. You don't know when a third party will suddenly appear. And you, poor Nasa, I can't hate you at all, and... from a good point of view, you
At least they are people who know the basics, not some wild cats that just wandered in from anywhere."
"After his death, you stayed with him longer than me. Maybe I was the third party..."
"No! That's not the case, Mistress."
Nasa said hurriedly: "His Majesty has never responded to me. Even at the last moment, I can feel the entanglement in his heart. He is very loyal to you. I...I envy you very much."
"Okay, I'll save these words for you to wait until you recover, but please be clear, Nasa, to the outside world you are already dead! Tyrion's majesty must be maintained, and the order of the Dark Blade must also be maintained! Including yours
Except for the sisters, the establishment of the Blood Watchers will be completely abolished, and they will be under my direct management... You will become my blood maids, unless necessary, otherwise you will no longer appear in front of other death lords. Do you understand?"
Alleria's words made Nasa sigh even in her soul state. After a moment, she said softly:
"Living in the shadows, this is how orthodox watchmen live, obey, mistress."
Outside the soul furnace of the Dark Temple, Alleria rubbed her forehead tiredly. She looked back at Valkyr Agatha behind her and whispered:
"Thank you for your help, Agatha. Without you, Nasa might have..."
"It's okay, Tyrion's consort."
Agatha waved her hand carelessly. She looked up at the tall dome of the Dark Temple and said:
"This fortress reminds me of Warraghar, which is great. I like this style. It also floats in the sky with Warraggar, which is great! This will be my new home from now on."
The Blood Mistress did not share Agatha's joy, and her eyes shone with a woman's exhaustion.
"Nasa...and maybe Yirel, my God...my heart is so tired. Fortunately, Lumi has found Myra. Otherwise, I would really have a headache."
